10-03-2022, 11:41 AM
Mrs. Sen's last day's talks with my mother were like an ecstasy.
It was 8 in morning, I was getting ready for factory. It was going to be good day for me. Some time in day perhaps Sen would be calling me but in the back of my mind I was nervous; what return he would ask from me?
I was not sure of any thing but I am really a damn superstitious! At times when I feel confused or afraid of missing some thing great, I often make a challenge with me to do something daring. If I succeed than this gives me the good tone to me. I made a fanatic deal with me.
The challenge was; before leaving for mill, if I dare to speak to my wife something vulgar about my CEO's huge cock, cleverly enough to get a friendly response for Reddi, then the day was going to be positive for me.
It made me excited. Talking to my wife about a giant penis of man hungry for her! I tried again and again to gather words to say my wife but I miserably failed. I sensed that I lacked courage!
I failed and it was not a good omen.
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My excitement had almost died as I reached mill. Looking at the huge campus and tall buildings of leading textile mill and hundreds men' entourage at the gate, I could only ridicule myself for thinking that big.
I reached to my floor and routinely supervised the machines and signed the log sheet. I went to my small wooden cabin and set on my chair and looked at papers on my medium sized table, nothing was important. I dialed floor supervisor on my intercom and discussed about that day's jobs and stock positions. Every thing was in routine. I began completing registers and then work I had to put to my Manager.
Still I was hopeful! May be, Mr. Sen would be calling me any time.
My eyes would automatically go to intercom in anticipation of a coming ring. At about 11:45 am, as I was about to go to canteen, intercom began ringing.
I quickly picked the receiver but it was from floor, calling me for a problem. I went to there and returned my cabin in twenty minutes after attending the issue. I asked attendant sitting out side of our cabins if there was any call in my absence. He bluntly said, "No!"
I was not feeling comfortable in that tiny cabin so I got up and walked out of floor sheds out in large ground and moved to administrative building across that big barren ground.
It was an mid fashioned four-storied air-conditioned building in side of mill campus and was enclosed by an another boundary around it. I walked through wide concrete road through impressive lawns to the majestic entrance door. The atmosphere here was quiet, different from noisy floors of factory.
At ground floor there was the big room of CEO. His staff and a big conference hall occupied the remaining ground floor. Any one hardly recognized me but I was scared of encountering Reddi so I quickly moved to stairs.
I walked on first floor. It was for Chief General Manager [Purchase], Mr. Sen. His big chamber was at right of stairs just above Reddi's room. It had an impressive nameplate displaying A. Sen Chief General Manager. Near that door there were his three peons dressed in company's blue winter dress with an imposing brass badge, a sign of high office. One of them had typical small moustache. On his front was the hall partitioned by plywood for CGM's personal staff. On the other side, at right hand of gallery were the rooms for managers and assistant managers. I walked in gallery. Six attendants were sitting on benches in gallery. Some of them were known to me, they nodded seeing me but none of them cared as I walked. The third room on right of gallery had still the nameplate R.S. Dubey Manager [Exports]. I looked at it and felt a skip of couple of heartbeats. I walked further to the end then returned and again passed through that room. Now at my right just in front of that room was the hall for my...I mean for export's junior staff. I peeked in. It was a spacious hall with wooden partitions. The cabins looked bigger than my present sitting place. Just near the door, were his typist and two clerks' table. One of them saw me peeping but did not pay any attention. I had an impulse! If they knew I may be here as their boss! How they were going to behave now?
Upstairs was the office of General Manager [Productions] who was my super boss but I didn't go there.
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It was 8 in morning, I was getting ready for factory. It was going to be good day for me. Some time in day perhaps Sen would be calling me but in the back of my mind I was nervous; what return he would ask from me?
I was not sure of any thing but I am really a damn superstitious! At times when I feel confused or afraid of missing some thing great, I often make a challenge with me to do something daring. If I succeed than this gives me the good tone to me. I made a fanatic deal with me.
The challenge was; before leaving for mill, if I dare to speak to my wife something vulgar about my CEO's huge cock, cleverly enough to get a friendly response for Reddi, then the day was going to be positive for me.
It made me excited. Talking to my wife about a giant penis of man hungry for her! I tried again and again to gather words to say my wife but I miserably failed. I sensed that I lacked courage!
I failed and it was not a good omen.
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My excitement had almost died as I reached mill. Looking at the huge campus and tall buildings of leading textile mill and hundreds men' entourage at the gate, I could only ridicule myself for thinking that big.
I reached to my floor and routinely supervised the machines and signed the log sheet. I went to my small wooden cabin and set on my chair and looked at papers on my medium sized table, nothing was important. I dialed floor supervisor on my intercom and discussed about that day's jobs and stock positions. Every thing was in routine. I began completing registers and then work I had to put to my Manager.
Still I was hopeful! May be, Mr. Sen would be calling me any time.
My eyes would automatically go to intercom in anticipation of a coming ring. At about 11:45 am, as I was about to go to canteen, intercom began ringing.
I quickly picked the receiver but it was from floor, calling me for a problem. I went to there and returned my cabin in twenty minutes after attending the issue. I asked attendant sitting out side of our cabins if there was any call in my absence. He bluntly said, "No!"
I was not feeling comfortable in that tiny cabin so I got up and walked out of floor sheds out in large ground and moved to administrative building across that big barren ground.
It was an mid fashioned four-storied air-conditioned building in side of mill campus and was enclosed by an another boundary around it. I walked through wide concrete road through impressive lawns to the majestic entrance door. The atmosphere here was quiet, different from noisy floors of factory.
At ground floor there was the big room of CEO. His staff and a big conference hall occupied the remaining ground floor. Any one hardly recognized me but I was scared of encountering Reddi so I quickly moved to stairs.
I walked on first floor. It was for Chief General Manager [Purchase], Mr. Sen. His big chamber was at right of stairs just above Reddi's room. It had an impressive nameplate displaying A. Sen Chief General Manager. Near that door there were his three peons dressed in company's blue winter dress with an imposing brass badge, a sign of high office. One of them had typical small moustache. On his front was the hall partitioned by plywood for CGM's personal staff. On the other side, at right hand of gallery were the rooms for managers and assistant managers. I walked in gallery. Six attendants were sitting on benches in gallery. Some of them were known to me, they nodded seeing me but none of them cared as I walked. The third room on right of gallery had still the nameplate R.S. Dubey Manager [Exports]. I looked at it and felt a skip of couple of heartbeats. I walked further to the end then returned and again passed through that room. Now at my right just in front of that room was the hall for my...I mean for export's junior staff. I peeked in. It was a spacious hall with wooden partitions. The cabins looked bigger than my present sitting place. Just near the door, were his typist and two clerks' table. One of them saw me peeping but did not pay any attention. I had an impulse! If they knew I may be here as their boss! How they were going to behave now?
Upstairs was the office of General Manager [Productions] who was my super boss but I didn't go there.
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